Jade's pistol clicked empty as the school gym folded sideways.
She heard the click.
She heard the creature in front of her drag one hooked arm through the broken command table.
She heard a child crying behind the overturned bleachers and Waddell swearing as his empty rifle jammed against wet tile.
Then the world creased above the center court, right through the painted mascot's grin, and red light spilled out with black feathers tangled inside it before bones hit the floor.
Jade knew him before the rest of the room found a shape to fear.
